*hugs her two reviewers* Thank you! Very much appreciated! Not one to ramble on much, so straight into the story. Also...If you think I should change the rating, tell me so. I'm bad at judging that.
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Chapter Two: The First Adoption, Part One
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Adopted - March 27, 1966 - July 15, 1966
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The rain pattered ceaselessly upon the roof and sidewalk outside of the building, the sky was a dull gray. It was a saturday, I remember. Most of the others were playing in the playroom, but I wasn't. Neither was Nikolas. Not by choice of course. We'd placed a frog in one of the toy chests. Needless to say, all hell had broken loose among the girls. It was priceless. How they screamed! Oh, how much the looks on their faces had been worth it! I believe that every time I thought of it, I began to laugh quietly. I didn't mind sitting out in the least. It was one of the rainy days, and I loved watching the rain even then.
Due to this, I was the first one to see the car drive up. A dirty old thing, it really didn't look like it would last any long or strenuous trips. It wasn't one of the workers, probably a family looking to adopt. Great, as if we needed more of those. Why wouldn't we all just stay? Several of the kids that were taken had been sent back either way. I continued watching the car, more curious as to the inhabitants of the broken down thing than anything else. The first to step out was a female holding a black umbrella above her head. She had pale skin, unbelievably thin with blonde hair falling to her shoulders. I didn't like her from the instant she came into sight. The next to step out was a man, her husband as I suspected at the time and was later to be proven correct. He was tall, scarily tall, or at least it seemed, but I was also incredibly small at the time. From what I saw, he had black hair that was clipped severely. He rather scared me, even from a distance. They seemed to talk a moment, but I couldn't hear. In unison, they shut their doors and made their way to the front door of the orphanage.
Shortly after they arrived, I was ushered out into the main room with Nikolas and allowed to wander and do as I wished. Immediatly, I went over to Romulus, not wanting him to get picked by these people and leave me behind. Sure they were scary, but life without Romulus was even worse. He was reading in one of the corners of the room. After a bit of persuasion, or rather me bothing him until he gave in, he began to read it aloud to me.
We had gone through maybe three pages when the man and woman came out of the main office with the one that watched us. They tried to walk about and watch all of the children unnoticed, but as with everytime someone came, everything had fallen silent. All eyes followed the two as they looked about, pausing and talking to some children every so often. I did my best to ignore them and listen to Romulus, but couldn't manage it. I was busy silently willing them to go away, to stay away from Romulus and I. To pass us by without a second glance. No such luck.
"Hello there." the woman bent down in front of us. She had a voice like honey coated venom, sweet on the outside but holding danger. The man stood behind her, watching with a light smile.
"Good evening, Madame." Romulus greeted with a faint nod and smile. I remained silent, though scooted closer to him subconciously.
"What are your names?" she questioned. Her voice scared me. I didn't like it one bit. I didn't like her.
"I'm Romulus, this is Remus." Romulus continued to do all the talking, motioning to me as he spoke my name.
"A pleasure to meet you both. The Roman twins of myth?" she questioned. Romulus nodded in reply. "Well, would you like to come home with us? You are the most polite of the children we've talked to." she smiled.
"Of course, Madame!" Romulus said quickly, grinning from ear to ear. I looked at him pitifully. He mistook it for me asking him to take us both. "Both of us, right?" he added.
"Of course." she nodded. It was too easy. Why had she chosen us so quickly? It couldn't have been for our manners. You didn't pick some strange people to be your kids just because they had manners. Inwardly I paniced, but Romulus was overjoyed to have been chosen. I didn't want to ruin it for him, so I didn't say anything. Why didn't he see them for what they were? What were they? I didn't know, but I knew it couldn't be good.
"Then go pack up your stuff. You'll leave with us today." she smiled, looking back to her husband as she stood up. He nodded in approval as they both made their way back to the worker.
Romulus was on his feet in an instant, running to the room that was ours. I followed slowly, frowning. How could he be so happy when these people were so...bad feeling? As soon as I entered the room, Romulus looked over to me and grinned again.
"We were picked! We're going to a home where they'll care for us! We'll actually have parents again, Remus! Parents!" He was practically bouncing. That wasn't typical for my level-headed brother.
"Yes...we'll have parents." I replied, doing my best to sound cheerful. Apparently he was too happy to notice if my performance was a little off. Back then, I wasn't good at acting. By the time I was eleven, I was a master at hiding things and feelings, but of course, that's later.
I piled my things back into my trunk slowly, listening to Romulus going on about having parents all the while. Maybe I was just paranoid, I thought, maybe it was just that I had grown too comfortable in the small building with all the other children. It was maybe two hours later that we stepped into the car that would take us to our new home. Our new home, and perhaps where we both lost our innocence.
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To Be Continued
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Chapter Two: The First Adoption, Part One
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Adopted - March 27, 1966 - July 15, 1966
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The rain pattered ceaselessly upon the roof and sidewalk outside of the building, the sky was a dull gray. It was a saturday, I remember. Most of the others were playing in the playroom, but I wasn't. Neither was Nikolas. Not by choice of course. We'd placed a frog in one of the toy chests. Needless to say, all hell had broken loose among the girls. It was priceless. How they screamed! Oh, how much the looks on their faces had been worth it! I believe that every time I thought of it, I began to laugh quietly. I didn't mind sitting out in the least. It was one of the rainy days, and I loved watching the rain even then.
Due to this, I was the first one to see the car drive up. A dirty old thing, it really didn't look like it would last any long or strenuous trips. It wasn't one of the workers, probably a family looking to adopt. Great, as if we needed more of those. Why wouldn't we all just stay? Several of the kids that were taken had been sent back either way. I continued watching the car, more curious as to the inhabitants of the broken down thing than anything else. The first to step out was a female holding a black umbrella above her head. She had pale skin, unbelievably thin with blonde hair falling to her shoulders. I didn't like her from the instant she came into sight. The next to step out was a man, her husband as I suspected at the time and was later to be proven correct. He was tall, scarily tall, or at least it seemed, but I was also incredibly small at the time. From what I saw, he had black hair that was clipped severely. He rather scared me, even from a distance. They seemed to talk a moment, but I couldn't hear. In unison, they shut their doors and made their way to the front door of the orphanage.
Shortly after they arrived, I was ushered out into the main room with Nikolas and allowed to wander and do as I wished. Immediatly, I went over to Romulus, not wanting him to get picked by these people and leave me behind. Sure they were scary, but life without Romulus was even worse. He was reading in one of the corners of the room. After a bit of persuasion, or rather me bothing him until he gave in, he began to read it aloud to me.
We had gone through maybe three pages when the man and woman came out of the main office with the one that watched us. They tried to walk about and watch all of the children unnoticed, but as with everytime someone came, everything had fallen silent. All eyes followed the two as they looked about, pausing and talking to some children every so often. I did my best to ignore them and listen to Romulus, but couldn't manage it. I was busy silently willing them to go away, to stay away from Romulus and I. To pass us by without a second glance. No such luck.
"Hello there." the woman bent down in front of us. She had a voice like honey coated venom, sweet on the outside but holding danger. The man stood behind her, watching with a light smile.
"Good evening, Madame." Romulus greeted with a faint nod and smile. I remained silent, though scooted closer to him subconciously.
"What are your names?" she questioned. Her voice scared me. I didn't like it one bit. I didn't like her.
"I'm Romulus, this is Remus." Romulus continued to do all the talking, motioning to me as he spoke my name.
"A pleasure to meet you both. The Roman twins of myth?" she questioned. Romulus nodded in reply. "Well, would you like to come home with us? You are the most polite of the children we've talked to." she smiled.
"Of course, Madame!" Romulus said quickly, grinning from ear to ear. I looked at him pitifully. He mistook it for me asking him to take us both. "Both of us, right?" he added.
"Of course." she nodded. It was too easy. Why had she chosen us so quickly? It couldn't have been for our manners. You didn't pick some strange people to be your kids just because they had manners. Inwardly I paniced, but Romulus was overjoyed to have been chosen. I didn't want to ruin it for him, so I didn't say anything. Why didn't he see them for what they were? What were they? I didn't know, but I knew it couldn't be good.
"Then go pack up your stuff. You'll leave with us today." she smiled, looking back to her husband as she stood up. He nodded in approval as they both made their way back to the worker.
Romulus was on his feet in an instant, running to the room that was ours. I followed slowly, frowning. How could he be so happy when these people were so...bad feeling? As soon as I entered the room, Romulus looked over to me and grinned again.
"We were picked! We're going to a home where they'll care for us! We'll actually have parents again, Remus! Parents!" He was practically bouncing. That wasn't typical for my level-headed brother.
"Yes...we'll have parents." I replied, doing my best to sound cheerful. Apparently he was too happy to notice if my performance was a little off. Back then, I wasn't good at acting. By the time I was eleven, I was a master at hiding things and feelings, but of course, that's later.
I piled my things back into my trunk slowly, listening to Romulus going on about having parents all the while. Maybe I was just paranoid, I thought, maybe it was just that I had grown too comfortable in the small building with all the other children. It was maybe two hours later that we stepped into the car that would take us to our new home. Our new home, and perhaps where we both lost our innocence.
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To Be Continued